Friends

We have a little sister,
    and her breasts are not yet grown.
What shall we do for our sister
    on the day she is spoken for?
If she is a wall,
    we will build towers of silver on her.
If she is a door,
    we will enclose her with panels of cedar.

She

10 I am a wall,
    and my breasts are like towers.
Thus I have become in his eyes
    like one bringing contentment.

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[The Woman’s Brothers]

Our sister is small;
        she has no breasts.
What will we do for our sister
        on the day that she is spoken for?
If she is a city wall,
        then we will build a turret of silver on her.[a]
And if she is a door,
        then we will barricade her[b] with a panel of cedar.

[Woman]

10 I’m a city wall,
        and my breasts are the towers.
So now I’m in his eyes
        as one who brings peace.

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Notas al pie

  1. Song of Solomon 8:9 Or on it (the city wall)
  2. Song of Solomon 8:9 Or it (the door)